Utterly Ignorant

Chapter 15: White mandala

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The official pass was indeed so real that the two of them entered Huacheng smoothly without even getting out of the car.

The driver sent the two to the south of the city. Zhongli Jian pretended to be mysterious and asked Mu Lin to close her eyes, then led her out of the car. Mu Lin smelled a fragrance, as if she had walked into a place where flowers were in full bloom. The further she walked, the more fragrant the flowers became.

"Open your eyes." Zhongli's voice came from above his head, and Mu Lin opened his eyes immediately. Although he had expected it, he was still deeply shocked by the sea of flowers in front of him.

They seemed to be in a white ocean, with pear blossoms as lush as snow, pure white gardenias, fragrant white magnolias, and double-petaled charming white begonias... The scene was too dreamy, as if they were in a fairyland.

Mu Lin actually didn't recognize several of them, so Zhong Li Jian pointed out each one and told her their names.

Mu Lin listened very carefully, and asked questions from time to time. Finally, she stroked the soft flowers and whispered, "These flowers... won't bloom for long, right?"

How can flowers survive long-term if they are separated from an environment suitable for their growth and artificially gathered together in violation of the laws of natural growth

Zhongli Jian was surprised, "How did you know?" Indeed, most flowers only survive for a month or so... These things collected for the nobles to enjoy are actually made of gold and silver.

Mu Lin stood up and said with a smile: "Zhongli, these flowers are grown in Baiyu Tower, right?" But there was no smile in her eyes, which were deep as if she had fallen into the abyss.

Zhongli Jian was startled for a moment, then he lowered his eyes and smiled, "... You know." He used an affirmative sentence.

The scene suddenly became eerily quiet, with only the breeze blowing the white petals fluttering between the two of them. Mu Lin casually plucked a pear blossom, placed it in the palm of his hand, looked at it for a moment, and then suddenly threw it to the ground.

Zhongli Jian silently watched her robe fluttering violently, and listened to her cold and sarcastic laugh:

"The pure friendship between us is nothing but a fake show. Please don't taint this white flower!"

A few petals were blown away and hung on the ground, white and thin.

Mu Lin spoke the truth word by word, "Zhongli Jian, there is no such thing as running away from marriage. This is just a scam."

"It's really hard for you to take so much trouble to take me around to test me... Actually, I don't understand, what do you want from me?"

"Should I be thankful that I am useful to you? This is why I didn't die early like the hundred or so wives before you."

Zhong Lijian's handsome face was calm, as if he was indifferent to her words, but he finally asked, "Mu Lin, when have you ever trusted me?"

"Trust? Then this is probably where I'm buried."

These words were not aimless. When she passed by last night, she heard everything she should have heard, and knew everything she should and shouldn't have known... How Zhongli Jian discussed with his subordinates to trick her into coming here, and how he planned to dig out her heart and make medicine.

Zhongli Jian finally figured out what the problem was. "So you heard everything last night."

Mu Lin blinked, and a holy white flower appeared out of thin air in his hand like a magic trick. "Zhongli, although this sea of flowers is beautiful, it lacks a stunning flavor. Do you know that this mandrake is highly poisonous?"

It is often said that there are four kinds of flowers of death in the underworld: red spider lily, datura, poppy and crystal orchid. Mu Lin used to love datura the best, so the King of Hell imprinted a wisp of flower spirit on her soul, so that even if she doesn't know magic, she can make the flowers move as she pleases and enjoy them at any time.

Zhongli Jian looked at the flower, the contempt in his eyes faded, gradually replaced by shock and confusion, "You poisoned me?"

"Yes, if there is no antidote, you won't last more than half an hour." Mu Lin said frankly.